Unaware of the seeds he had sown in Dulce's heart, Ruoxi stepped out into his mother's manor.
Qingyi appeared right after, her eyes narrowed in disapproval. "Here to steal more wine?"
In Lotus Garden, Ruoxi didn't care to put up a front, madness swirling in the honey-gold of his eyes. "In a manner of speaking."
Qingyi's inflated anger dissipated, staring at Ruoxi cryptically. Ever since his return he had been distant about his love life… well to be more apt, he was distant about most things that had to do with the Vampire.
So she didn't ask, already figuring out what was bothering him. "You know where to find it. Try not to drink in the cellar and make a mess." She tagged on but her voice was too gentle to count as scolding.
Ruoxi might have remembered to ask why Qingyi wasn't being her usual nosy self at any other time but right then, he wanted to forget himself in drink for a while.
